Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Now that Uchiha and Senju are in a rare truce, it is already difficult to get a piece of Hashirama's flesh on the battlefield. In this case, they can only steal it from the Senju clan.

Moreover, it was Senju Hashirama's own territory. He would relax his vigilance and would often get extremely drunk late at night. This was also a good time to strike.

The way Kamui was chewing rice blankly seemed to Madara's eyes like he was naked in his longing.

After having such divergent thinking, even the various dishes on the small table in front of me became not attractive enough.

After leaving the table early, Madara went to sit in the pavilion in the backyard for half the night.

Now Madara is like a dog that relies on peeing to draw territory. After that brief touch, he felt that he also belonged to Kamui.

He felt that he and Tobirama were the same in some aspects, they, they...

Madara grabbed his long hair and looked at the moon in annoyance.

"Uchiha Madara, what are you doing? You are the leader of the Uchiha clan. Don't stick to the love between children!"

He babbled and wanted to scold himself to wake up.

But he couldn't get rid of the throbbing and shock he felt when they hugged each other from his mind.

Unlike the past when I was sad and wanted to hug someone for comfort, at that time I didn't have any desire, I just wanted to get comfort and security through physical contact.

However, those things in the afternoon were simply the desire born of one person's desire and possession of another person.

He was like a teenager who was just beginning to have a love affair. After the first touch, his mind began to be filled with pornographic waste.

He, he found that he wanted more.

Several strands of hair were pulled out, but Shenwei's sleeping face was still clear in his mind.

Madara was lying on the pillar of the pavilion, feeling so self-abased that he wanted to cry.

It's his fault, but he can't apologize, so he just needs to apologize...

As long as he apologizes, his thoughts that should not be spoken to others or exposed to the sun will be known to the gods.

So if Shenwei him, he would hate himself, right?

This is what scares Madara the most.

He looked helplessly at the moon. The moon's faint light shone on his face, but it was unable to cool down the burning feeling in his heart.

He murmured to Yuehua: "We have to meet every day from now on. What should I do? What should I do if I can't help it?"

What if, what if my thoughts are discovered by Kamui because I can't hide them?

Thinking this, Madara's face instantly turned pale, and he gradually calmed down.

The burning blush on his face receded, and he leaned heavily on the pillar where he had just been lying.

If Kamui discovers the dirty things he has done to him and his impure thoughts towards him, he will definitely leave him, right?

Just thinking about it is hard to accept.

Pinching the roots between his thumb and index finger to relieve his helplessness, Madara shook his head slightly.

No, hiding one's feelings seems to be easier than losing the power of God forever.

He opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the trees in the yard. At this moment, he forced himself to accept the explanation from himself.

One mistake is enough, and stopping in time before Kamui is aware of it is the only thing Madara can do at the moment.

Not hoping that one day your feelings will be responded to, just hoping to maintain the current relationship is already a luxury.

However, it was easier said than done. In the next few days, Madara could not face Kamui calmly.

It happened that the two of them lived across the street from each other and never looked up from each other. They even bumped into each other at work on weekdays.

Madara subconsciously wanted to avoid some divine power, otherwise, he was really afraid that he would be unable to control his attack.

Others can't see his abnormality, but how could Kamui not see it? He is already very sensitive.

Originally, the family ate three meals a day together, but on the second day after coming back, Madara always ate alone in the study, and there was more than that, such as daily training, meetings, etc., he also noticed The intentional alienation of the spots.

Kamui also thought about asking Madara what happened, but Madara always avoided him, and when he wasn't hiding, he was surrounded by people, so even if he wanted to ask, there was no chance.

In the past few days, he had been thinking about why Madara suddenly became like this. He thought a lot about whether he had done anything to make Uchiha Madara mind, and whether he had done anything wrong unintentionally.

After thinking about it for a long time, Kamui couldn't figure out the reason.

"Is it because he still cares about how I deal with Hinata?"

Probably not. In the original work, for the sake of the stability of the village and the hard-won peace in the ninja world, he could even refrain from killing his brother Izuna, who was seriously injured, and would not do this to Hinata.

If so, when did it start to become like this?

While wandering aimlessly on the shopping street, Kamui suddenly remembered that it started from the night after he woke up.

What happened that day?

In front of him, a young couple walked hand in hand and walked past Kamui. The two of them leaned close to each other. Even Kamui, a patient with an emotional disorder, could feel the sweetness.

He suddenly remembered his dream. In the dream, he seemed to be kissing someone.

That feels quite real...

Thinking of this, Kamui's face darkened, and a bad feeling swept through his heart.

The closed paper door and the quilt covering myself, could it be...

He asked Madara, but what did Madara say at that time?

He said that it was not him who closed the door, nor was he the quilt that he covered himself with, but he knew that he was sleeping soundly.

So are his words the truth, or are they lies for some purpose?

Just when he didn't dare to think further, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. Kamui turned around in fear and saw a smiling Senna.

"Second brother!" Quan Nai's smile was brighter than the spring sunshine.

"Izumi, Izuna."

"Brother has something good for you. Come home with me quickly."

Spot?

Kamui was hesitant. If what he thought was true, then...

Being dragged all the way to his room by Izuna, Kamui couldn't help but become confused, "Didn't you say that Madara had something to give me? Why did you come to your room?"

Quan Na walked towards the cabinet on the wall disapprovingly. While he opened the cabinet and took out the things inside, he said, "Because my brother gave me the things and asked me to give them to you."

Let Izuna give it instead of giving it to me. He is really hiding from me, right?

Izuna excitedly brought the things he took out to Kamui. Kamui took a look and his eyes widened suddenly.

He knew this thing. He quickly raised his head to look at Quan Nai, and saw Quan Nai smiling at him and nodding.

Stuffing the thing into Kamui's arms, Izuna said: "Brother said this is your trophy. The Hagoromo clan leader's double swords, Onikiri and Kneemaru, are not comparable to ordinary swords. Second brother, isn't your sword broken? Brother I brought these two knives back together and said I would give them to you to use."

Shenwei couldn't tell how he felt. He held the two knives in his arms and returned to his room in a daze.

When he was at the door, he vaguely heard a sound coming from Madara's room, but he called twice but no one answered.

Did he hear it wrong, or was he really avoiding him?

Shenwei stared blankly at the closed paper door, as if a ball of cotton had been stuffed into his throat. Countless little hands were scratching the cotton wadding, making it itchy and dry.

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to start this topic.